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  <title>FullMetal RPG Threading Comm</title>
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  <updated>2008-05-06T18:57:11Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:fullmetalthread:3050</id>
    <author>
      <email>sresian989@gmail.com</email>
      <name>edokun989</name>
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    <lj:poster user="edokun989"/>
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    <title>Trying to help us along...</title>
    <published>2008-05-06T18:57:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-06T18:57:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who: Izumi and Ed, and anyone else who wants to join.&lt;br /&gt;When: After the fight in Greed's pub.&lt;br /&gt;Where: Back at the Curtis Household&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13 - R&lt;br /&gt;Summary: After having seen Sloth, Izumi's now pulling Edward away from the fight since there is no longer a Wrath to fight over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment they were back in the all-together too familiar house, Ed was pushed into a seat and handed a drink. By whom, he couldn't really tell, nor did he care. Sloth was his mother. Well, in the semblance of her, anyways. Pinako said she'd buried it, but apparently that was as good as throwing her back into the Gate because his mother, or the shape of her, was now a monster. The very thing that Ed had been fighting. It was strange and a bit frightening.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:fullmetalthread:2585</id>
    <author>
      <email>Kiyachan1988@yahoo.com</email>
      <name>invidia1988</name>
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    <title>Back at the mansion</title>
    <published>2008-05-01T02:56:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-01T02:56:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who: Anyone who wants to join. mianly the sins, and Dante&lt;br /&gt;When: After the fight in Greed's pub.&lt;br /&gt;Where: Dante's underground mansion.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13 - R&lt;br /&gt;Summary: After returning to the mansion beneath Central Envy sets Wrath down in one of the sudy rooms to get out of the drunken behaviour. Envy goes to inform Dante about their success in retrieving Wrath, and some more information that Sloth is facing Edward. He wonders if he should head to Liore to speed things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Master should I go ahead and set out for Liore? or should I head to that other town you want me at?" He asks dropping hints about a soon to be wiped out town.&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: language. maybe some gore too.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:fullmetalthread:2419</id>
    <author>
      <name>Greed</name>
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    <lj:poster user="sinnergreed"/>
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    <title>@ The Devil's Nest</title>
    <published>2008-04-26T21:14:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-26T21:14:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who: Saints and sinners ((I'd like to see the order go; Wrath, Envy, Izumi, and whoever else wants in))&lt;br /&gt;When: Since Greed ran off with Wrath, we thought that we would start a new thread ((new scene, new thread. Less confusion?))&lt;br /&gt;Where: The Devil's Nest&lt;br /&gt;Rating: R&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Greed introduces Wrath to his world&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Major lulz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greed didn't let go of Wrath until they had entered The Devil's Nest. He walked over to the bar and sat the kid down upon a stool. "Alright kid, first thing is first. You need to learn my rules here. The rules are, there are no rules!" He explained and laughed as the bar tender tossed him two bottles of vodka. He handed one to Wrath. "But there are a few things you need to know. I don't like nonsense. But I do like alcohol." He handed the bottle to Wrath. "Drink up. You're a sin after all. Indulge. It's what we do."</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:fullmetalthread:2217</id>
    <author>
      <name>alphonse elric</name>
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    <lj:poster user="alphonseelric"/>
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    <title>State Alchemist?</title>
    <published>2008-04-26T04:03:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-26T04:03:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who: Anyone!&lt;br /&gt;When: Early evening&lt;br /&gt;Where: Central Head Quarters&lt;br /&gt;Rating: G to PG&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Reflecting on the past and new thoughts for the future.&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alphonse sat in the room he and his brother were staying in at Central. He was seated at a desk infront of the window, gazing out of it in a daze. As he sat there, his mind drifted back to the times where he and his brother were searching for the Philosohper's Stone and what events had taken place. How by some twist of fate Al gained his body back. Those were strange times. Al rested his head in his hands in thought and wondered where his brother was. Another thought had crossed his mind. He wanted to follow in his brothers footsteps and become a state alchemist, but was he ready for the challenge? Could he pass the test? And furthermore, would he even be able to beat whomever he went up against? He retrieved a thick journal from the pocket of his pants and flipped it open. The pint sized object had a brown leather cover to it and a yellow ribbon that held it together. Inside were writings of everything that happened in the past. The misfortune that Al and his brother gone through, the good times, and bad. All there in that journal. He started it ages ago and decided to keep it so when he got older and had kids, he could teach them about the ways of alchemy. The rules of it, what to do, and what not to do. He stopped to think about how if Hohenheim had warned him and Ed about human transmutation, maybe then they wouldn't have went through all of the heartache. He pursed his lips together and picked up a pen that had been sitting on the desk next to his right hand. What to write, what to write,  "That which does not kill you only makes you stronger. My brother is one of the strongest people I know. If it weren't for him, I would not be here today." Al scribbled down in the journal, "I want to follow in his footsteps and become a state alchemist. But I don't think I can pass those tests. Should I try anyways? I wonder. I really do. Only a handful of people pass that test every year. What if I take the test and pass one part, but don't pass the other when they want a demonstration of what I can do? What then? Should I even bother? Should I even try?" He stopped writing and sighed. He was frustrated because he didn't know what to do and he needed some advice.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:fullmetalthread:1910</id>
    <author>
      <email>izumicurtis@live.com</email>
      <name>izumi sama</name>
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    <lj:poster user="izumisama"/>
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    <title>calling you out</title>
    <published>2008-04-25T06:44:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-25T06:44:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who: &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='izumisama' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/izumisama/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/izumisama/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;izumisama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='dantelyra' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/dantelyra/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/dantelyra/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dantelyra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; anyone else that wants a fight&lt;br /&gt;When: Morning&lt;br /&gt;Where: Dante's mansion&lt;br /&gt;Rating: R &lt;br /&gt;Summary: Going to get Wrath back&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Strong violence, swears, ect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izumi wandered around the shop. She walked up the stairs into Wrath's room and remembered how content she was when he was here. Now that he was gone, she was worried sick. She knew that Dante had him. She also knew that Dante had taken over Lyra's body thanks to getting some inside information from a secret source. Izumi paced around the house. She was caught offguard when Sig said the words, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"go to him.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she looked at him as tears dripped down her face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I don't come back.." she had begun to say, but was cut short when Sig said, "You will be back..I can come with you if you want.." and Izumi shook her head. "He's our son, but this is my fight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izumi threw on a coat and kissed her husband goodbye. She took off towards Dante's. She wanted her son back, no matter if he was a homonculi or not. He was still &lt;b&gt;her&lt;/b&gt; son and she wasn't going to give up without a fight. She prepared herself for the worst as she walked through the forest.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:fullmetalthread:1765</id>
    <author>
      <name>wrathness</name>
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    <lj:poster user="wrathness"/>
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    <title>Sneaking out of the mansion for a while</title>
    <published>2008-04-23T21:41:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-23T21:41:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who: open to all&lt;br /&gt;When: sometime in the evening&lt;br /&gt;Where: Central&lt;br /&gt;Rating: No idea&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Wrath gets bored from being cooped up in the mansion, so he sneaks out to have some fun, go explore, ect &lt;br /&gt;Warnings: I don't think so XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrath sits on his bed, legs dangling over the edge. He knows that Dante isn't around and even though she probably wants him to stay at the mansion, he's beyond bored. He decides to go on a little adventure. He grabs Sloth's hooded cloak out of the closet and throws it on then makes his way out of the room and down the stairs. He checks to make sure that no one is watching him and takes off into the underground passage that leads to central. He's not looking for trouble, he's just tired of that old hag keeping him locked up all the time in that stuffy mansion and ordering him around. When he arrives in central, it's evening time and there aren't very many people around. The young homonculi begins to wander around, having no particular destination in mind. He walks over to a nearby building and climbs up it's fire escape then sits on the ledge of the building, watching the people pass below.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:fullmetalthread:1344</id>
    <author>
      <name>Hohenheim of Light</name>
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    <lj:poster user="hohenheim"/>
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    <title>hohenheim and dante reunion</title>
    <published>2008-04-22T18:49:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T18:49:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who: myself &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='hohenheim' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/hohenheim/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/hohenheim/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;hohenheim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='dantelyra' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/dantelyra/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/dantelyra/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dantelyra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What: a reunion of sorts&lt;br /&gt;Where: dublith&lt;br /&gt;Time: the next afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his scruffy appearance made him fall into the backdrop of the crowd and made him look like a regular old dublith townsperson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this place again..why do I keep returning is beyond me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he rubbed his beard with his hand and sat down on a chair inside of a dublith pub that is remotely empty, waiting for someone to show up that he had made prior arrangements with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's getting late, I wonder if she's going to show up or what.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bar maid asked him if he wanted anything to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"gin and tonic please?"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:fullmetalthread:1218</id>
    <author>
      <name>Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes</name>
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    <lj:poster user="maeshughes"/>
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    <title>you are being summoned</title>
    <published>2008-04-22T04:17:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T04:38:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who: Myself, Edward (&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='edokunedokun989' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/userinfo.bml?user=edokunedokun989'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/userinfo.bml?user=edokunedokun989'&gt;&lt;b&gt;edokunedokun989&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), and Roy Mustang (&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='roy_mustang' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/roy_mustang/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/roy_mustang/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;roy_mustang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;When: The following evening. &lt;br /&gt;Where: Central HQ&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Maes is bored and is about to harass people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maes yawned while he filed some papers. He was getting bored. Working late always got on his nerves and working later made him a bit of a loon. He looked at the pictures on his desk of his family and let out a sigh. His ears perked when he heard footsteps in the hallway. He grabbed one of the pictures on his desk and ran out of the room, chasing down whoever it might be about to smoother them with the beautiful picture of his daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EVERYONE COME SEE THE NEWEST PICTURE OF MY BELOVED ELYSIA!"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:fullmetalthread:910</id>
    <author>
      <name>wrathness</name>
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    <lj:poster user="wrathness"/>
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    <title>back at the mansion -CLOSED-</title>
    <published>2008-04-20T08:06:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-23T21:41:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who: Myself, Gluttony (&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='gluttonish' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/gluttonish/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/gluttonish/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;gluttonish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &amp; Envy (&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='invidia1988' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/invidia1988/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/invidia1988/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;invidia1988&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &amp; ante (&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='dantelyra' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/dantelyra/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.scribbld.com/users/dantelyra/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dantelyra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;When: After his spying job at Central.&lt;br /&gt;Where: Back at the mansion&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG13 to R&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Wrath returns to the mansion&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Iee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrath had done a pretty decent job, gathering the information he needed to get Dante off of his back. Now, returning to the mansion by way of the underground passage, he walks through the cold darkness, not enjoying being in the dark very much due to the fact that it reminds him of the gate. About an hour later, he pushes open the large double doors and walks inside the mansion to see Dante/Lyra standing atop of the staircase. &lt;i&gt;"You have good news, I hope?"&lt;/i&gt; Dante/Lyra asks Wrath and the young homoncui gives a nod as he kneels in her presence. &lt;i&gt;"They are no match for us. I can assure you that. Their strategies look more like dance routines. They are extremely pathetic and easily distracted. I'm sure we can take them out anytime if need be, Master."&lt;/i&gt; He says and Dante/Lyra smiles then asks him to go over to her. He does as he is told and walks over to the woman. She pats him on the head and says, &lt;i&gt;"Good boy..Now go to your room and get some rest."&lt;/i&gt; Wrath tilts his head to the side slightly as he looks at his keeper. &lt;i&gt;"Master, since I did do such a good job as you say, would you mind if I took a break from tomorrow's events? I've been doing nothing but running errands for you day in and day out to prove my worth. Have I done enough to satisfy you?"&lt;/i&gt; He asks and she gives him a soft smile and brushes a few strands of hair away from his face then kisses his forehead. &lt;i&gt;"We'll see. Come talk to me in the morning after I've had my tea. Until then, you can go to your room."&lt;/i&gt; After she speaks those words, Wrath gives her an obedient nod and walks up the long winding staircase to the upper level of the mansion, down the hallway, and over to the door that leads into his room.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:fullmetalthread:713</id>
    <author>
      <name>Ed</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="edwardelric"/>
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    <title>First post. I win.</title>
    <published>2008-04-20T06:26:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-20T06:26:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who: Anyone&lt;br /&gt;When: Midnight. Edward is trying to read up on how he &lt;br /&gt;Where: Central Headquarters &lt;br /&gt;Rating: Idk PG-13? Strong language/violence maybe&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Edward is at Central HQ. The war between the homonculi and humans has broken out and he's at CHQ to lend a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm here, I'm here!" Edward piped up as he scuttled into the meeting room at top speed. He was late for the strategy meeting and boy oh boy was he about to get it from Mustang. He knew he was in for it when he stepped into the classroom sorta setting and took a seat in the back. Why was he late? Because he had overslept, of course. Edward blamed Al for his being late to the meeting, thinking about how he should have woken him up before venturing off around the military campus. Edward yawned and tried to keep his eyes open whilst he sat in the room with his fellow militants.</content>
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